poetry

Poem of the Month

The best poem I read this month was “I Was Wrong Running Doesn’t Save Us” by Yesenia Montilla.

once at eight years old I nearly gave myself a concussion running my mother would braid my hair and wrap the ends in the heaviest hair ties with the biggest colorful glass balls; they were lethal; as was my running game — I was a child after all, all full of joy and fury, all bubble gum and smart mouth, my legs were thunder, my heart that of a horse.

Read the rest of the poem at Splitthistock.org.

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